Thursday, November 18, 2010

Go Sleep on Your Piano, Jerk

First of all, I'm not sure why Tommie thinks Margo wants to know about her horrible day and how tired she is (does she ever?). Additionally, I'm not sure what kind of job search Tommie is even going on (does she go door to door asking if people need vocal assistance?) or why she thought it wouldn't be disastrously difficult.

But what I am sure of is that I really enjoy the smile on Margo's face in panel 3. If she's smiling, that has to mean she did something terrible to Tommie's piano, right? Wait, is that her index finger bending backward at an impossible angle? Agghhhh! Nevermind everything else I wrote. What's going on there? Did she injure herself while destroying the piano?


Gerard said...

Look, are we finally going to SEE this piano? If this were a film, the producers could save a few bucks by not actually buying or renting one, but how hard can it be to draw one? Perhaps it's a sacred piano, which must not be Mohammed.
But I agree with Casey. Never mind the piano, just get Margo to a clinic to treat her wrecked hand.

Maggie said...

Oh Margo Margo, my dear sweet Margo! I look away for one day, and what have you done to yourself?? No more witchcraft for you!